Scratching

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Do you have something, something left deep under your skin
Is there something scratching and aching from the within
Are you hiding thoughts, because they might conquer your world
Did you drown something to keep the water still
Are you ill
Right under the perfect facade
Is there a hole you desperately try to fill
Every morning, telling yourself in front of the mirror that it’s alright
You’ll just have to fight for one more night

To keep it all in line

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